"...and then he said, join my team, so here I am!" Lemar hoskins aka Battlestar took a swig from the bottle of beer he found in the A.I.M. base, letting the glass bottle come to rest on the table as he looked over at Sharon who drank from her own. It was dark out now, and John was still gone. While Sharon wasn't complaining, she did wish he could hurry up. The beer the A.I.M. morons had tasted like raw arse, and there wasn't much left. "I tell ya, Mandripoor's a lot…quieter than I'm used to. Thought there were outlaws and bandits everywhere,"
"From what I know, there was, but then these A.I.M. guys came along. They started policing the city or something," Sharon took a drink of her own beer, sighing after she did. "It doesn't make anything easier, now they're in hiding if anything A.I.M. Made it harder for us to find anyone worth a damn."
"Silver linin', right?" Battlestar's attention was drawn by the door opening behind him. The Operative turned to see Captain America had returned, shaking his head as he walked right past them, and deeper into the base. "Oi, John. you got something or…?"
"Huh? Oh, right, I think A.I.M. Had some info on the Flag Smashers. I'm gonna have a look around. In the meantime, I need you two to run over to Ellie's. Get a vehicle for us."
"And here I thought we'd be forced to run everywhere," Sharon commented, putting her device away and getting to her feet. "Just tell us where to go. Beats sitting around here all day."
"Amen to that, sister—"
"Don't call me sister you fuck." Battlestar just chuckled again. He was gonna enjoy messing with Sharon. Battlestar hopped to his feet and tossed his bottle away, collecting his handgun and checking it.
He grinned. "Where do we go?"
"Instead of wasting time in trying to explain it, I'll just mark it on your devices once I'm inside."
"Oh, hey, you folks are the ones Captain America sent, right?" She had a rich, Southern drawl to her voice, the woman visibly quaking as she turned to look at them, smiling warmly. "I'm Ellie, good to meet'cha. Y'all here to get a ride, right? Or," Ellie looked over at Battlestar and flashed a sharp grin. "Y'all come here for something else?" Sharon was finding utter delight also in the look of pure fear in Hoskins' eyes, though it was clear he wasn't gonna get far if he ran, courtesy of Sharon's hand being clamped down on his shoulder.
"Captain America sent us to get the system running, yes," Sharon spoke up. "But she did not inform me you would be so…ravishing."
…eh?
"Well thank you! Glad someone appreciates a girl with a lil' thickness, if ya catch m'drift."
Ellie was…well she was big alright, but she certainly wasn't thick.
Regardless, the large woman hobbled off, directing them to follow as Sharon stepped forward, hauling Lemar with her.